Caress my face. Hold me tight, and force it in. Tears are rolling down my cheeks, but it's okay. Your sweet scent tickles my nose, and now I'm in a trance. You slap my face and grin. But it doesn't hurt, because it was by your hand. Your fingers press against my chest pushing me back, while my legs rest on your shoulders. You push harder, knowing
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Okay, i'm confused.
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